Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Hanbao, this is an evil way to go.

Han Bao looked at the angry Zhan Su and quickly changed the topic: "I'm hungry."

Zhan Su holds up the bowl and furiously forks a dumpling. It's as if it's a cold treasure that makes him angry.

Han Bao trembled and gave him a smile.

Zhan Su stuffed dumplings into his mouth,

Hanbao's mouth was blistering, but he was not willing to spit out the dumplings.

Just angry looking at Zhan Su, said: "you let me swallow dumplings, I can't taste the taste of dumplings."

Zhan Su forked up the dumplings again, blew them and stuffed them into Hanbao's mouth.

Han Bao chewed and swallowed slowly this time, then frowned, "no salt?"

Zhan Su said, "after my mother lost her sight, my father took care of her. This is her first cooking since she lost her sight. It's good to cook it for you. Are you picky? "

Hanbao's eye mist floated, "OK, OK, white taste is also good."

The two brothers fought with each other for dozens of times.

Attack in battle, defend in cold.

At last, Zhan Su came to the conclusion: "Han Bao has not yet lost his conscience“

And Han Bao came to the conclusion that his elder brother was not easy to be provoked, and he was more and more like his father. A brain routine, a little attention will fall into his pit.

After eating, Zhan Su suddenly burst out a sentence: "tell me, why do you want to hurt my parents?"

Han Bao thought he had just muddled through, but he didn't expect Zhan Su to repeat his old story. It seems that he can't do without answering this question.

"I saw the token of his doomsday general on the plane. I had a grudge against doomsday, so I followed him all the way, waiting for the opportunity to avenge." Hanbao wrote lightly.

Zhan Su said, "what's your revenge on the end of the world?"

The iron heart wants Hanbao to blow himself up.

Han Bao stares at him... Su Su knows the reason why he hates the end of the world, so he asks, just to force him to admit his identity?

"The end will kill my father." Han Bao muttered.

Zhan Su said, "your father is dead?"

Han Bao shook his head. "Of course not."

Glancing at Zhan Su's evil intention, Han Bao was so angry that he simply closed his mouth.

"I'm going to bed." Han Bao lay on the bed and pulled the quilt over.

Zhan Su sat in front of him and said, "what do you want nine pictures for?"

Hanbao covered his ears with his hands.

Zhan Su raised his voice and said, "the nine pictures have been destroyed. Now in this world, only my head can remember the appearance of nine pictures. You want nine pictures. You don't have to trouble my parents in the future. Just ask me. "

With that, Zhan Su left with a bowl.

Han Bao opens his quilt and stares at Zhan Su's back.

Thinking: This is troublesome. If you want to extract nine pictures from Zhan Su's mind, you have to defeat Zhan Su's psychological defense.

But who can deal with a man with such a strong mind?

Soon, Zhan Su will be back.

Han Bao was startled. "How did you come back?"

Zhan Su said, "this is my room. I want to rest here. "

Han Bao said with a smiley face, "are you not afraid of your nervous uncle, but also worried that you will destroy your foundation with a gun?"

Zhan Su's lips began to smoke. This guy grew up more and more uninhibited.